DezNutz wrote:I know I'm a ****, but you need not put me in your mouth so often.
Tastes like cheesy poofs. By the way Dez you speak more about Feniks then he speaks about you. Just saying lol.
But to be truthful Dez it wasn’t Feniks that was tongue punching your fart box. You see there was talk about getting your drunken ass to your rendezvous with Admiral Nelson at 2 am to settle a score. Shadowood was indisposed, Willy had to lay low because of some trouble so I volunteered before anyone had time to object because they knew I would mess up. Well they were right because I was holding the map upside down. North is not down is it? Anyway while sailing to the wrong coordinates I remembered Noffin said you needed to be prepped and the way I normally prep for a late rendezvous is to wax/shave head to toe. So I just happened to have purchase skintimates scented razors in Raspberry Rain with the matching scented shave gel. I was running late so I ripped off your clothes and used a douche to remove the dingleberries and prepped your bung hole but the scent caught the attention of a giant kraken monstrosity. He got one look at you in your precarious position and his “leviathan” slipped in. Too make a frightening story short. I think it impregnated you and you will start to show in another month. A similar situation happened to this mermaid friend of mine.